Elle silently swallowed as her heartbeat sped up within her. Why did those words sound so dangerous in her ears? "Wh-what discipline are you talking about?" she forced out a nervous laugh, trying to dispel the tenseness that she was feeling. "I'm afraid I'm not keeping up with you, Sebastian. Why don't you enlighten me?"
She hoped that his dark and hard expression will melt even a little with her joking around, but it did not. In fact, those eyes turned even harder if it were possible. And she could not help but feel a little scared that she had really done something wrong that might have angered him. Cracking her mind, she scrambled in trying to think back on the things that she had done which might have been the trigger point.
"Do you truly not know why you need to be disciplined, hmm, Izabelle?" Sebastian's tone was deceptively light. But Elle knew better as she shivered lightly. It was the calm before the storm.
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